I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 192 Professor Armstrong is a genius

Anlos' eyes turned from chaos to clarity, and the instinctive fear also let go of its hold on the body.

He suddenly pulled back, and the eyes in his giant palm seemed not to expect that he could still move. They paused for a moment, then turned to look at Anros.

At this moment, Anlos also saw the surrounding environment clearly.

It turned out that at some point, several pale branches had surrounded him from above.

If he had escaped a second later, he would have been inserted into a "human string" by now.

What a risk.

Anlos' heart was beating fast.

He looked at the giant palm stretched out in the air like wings, and looked at the eyeball embedded in it.

We know that the danger is far from over.

——[Prune the branches for the teacher]

Anlos remembered what Senior George said.

If this monster is the real person who wants to prune the branches.

That means "it" is actually Raleye's teacher.

It is supposed to teach his existence.

There must be some reason why the teacher was imprisoned in this dark and damp underground room on the fourth floor, violently attacking every creature that stepped inside.

As long as you find this reason, you can hope to escape unscathed!

"Haha, give me an 'A', teacher"

Anros raised the corner of his mouth and without hesitation, added all the two skill points he had saved to [Listen to My True Words]!

If he wants it, just ask!

[Listen to my mantra skill upgrade! 】

【Lv1→Lv3】

[Skills reached full level! 】

[Your words will have greater power and consume less energy]

[The effect of other spells on you is greatly weakened]

[You can choose to consume health points or mana points to cast commands]

Being able to use mana to cast means that Anros can apply this skill more freely in normal times.

Let more creatures have the opportunity to listen to the gospel he preaches.

But this time.
There is no doubt that one should devote one's life.

Looking up at the extremely oppressive giant palms and eyeballs, Anros opened his lips lightly and said as if whispering:
"[Tell me what you want]."

After the words fell, Anlos let out a cry of pain, staggered suddenly, and a huge feeling of collapse overwhelmed his body, as if his body had been hollowed out.

【warn! HP reduced by 80%! 】

In one sentence, most of his health was consumed in an instant.

If his body had not fully recovered, this move would have killed him, and he would not have been able to truly use the power of [Listen to My True Words].

The consumption is huge, but the effect is also significant.

I saw the pale giant palm that was constantly pressing suddenly stopped, eyes staring at Anros, and the surrounding branches that were about to move also stopped in mid-air.

After a long while, a hoarse voice, like a mummy that had been buried in the desert for thousands of years, sounded from behind the giant palm:

【I'm so hungry.】

Hungry?
Anlos was stunned and looked at the mountain of delicious food.

Unexpected answer.

He thought about it again. When they first met, the teacher sprinkled a lot of grapes on him, and he didn't seem to cherish the food very much.

The rich smell of nightmare. The phantom mayflies disappeared as if they were captured.
In just a few seconds of thinking time, the pressure swept over him again, and it was even more terrifying than before.

That question seemed to arouse the monster's appetite.

The giant palm quickly pressed towards Anros, and the two eyeballs embedded in it stared at Anros, revealing a trace of salivation.

Shadows fell, and a chill crept up Anros's back.

However, just before he was about to be swallowed, the corners of Anros's mouth suddenly curled up.

He raised his eyes, his icy blue eyes looked into the blood-red ones close at hand, and he chuckled:

"Do you want this?"

In his hand, the crystal clear purple solution flows in the glass tube.

——High-level healing potion extracted from nightmare plants.

Sweeping the ground, the eyeballs in the pale palm suddenly turned, staring at the tube of healing potion!

The terrifying pressure reached its peak immediately! ! !

Click, click, click.

Anlos heard the sound of his teeth smacking together, and felt the fear that comes from human instinct.

However, the corners of his mouth grinned even wider, and madness and joy were revealed from them.

"Do you want it?" Anlos shook the high-level healing potion in his hand and saw with satisfaction that his eyeballs swayed left and right along with it, "But, I haven't really met you yet, teacher~"

【.】

After a long silence.

Crunching, a sound of dead branches being trampled to pieces came from behind the giant palm,

Then, a huge pale skeleton slowly poked out from the dark tide.

Anros was only as big as its eye socket, so small in comparison.

However, it came in response to Anros' call.

To say it is a "skeleton" is actually somewhat inaccurate.

Because just like the palm of the hand, there is a thin layer of skin covering the bones without any fat, and it looks like it has been hungry for hundreds of years.

From the eye socket, two thick white branches stick out, knotted together, and grow upward.

The white skull looked towards Anros from above. When its mouth opened, its cheeks made a crunching sound:
[Please give it to me] It refers to the potion in Anlos’ hand.

It's so polite.

The smile at the corners of Anlos' lips deepened. Under his gaze, he quickly pulled out the cork of the glass tube, raised his hand, and poured the medicine on his withered palm.

As soon as the purple potion was poured on it, it was absorbed in the blink of an eye, just like the cracked land that has been exposed to rain and dew for a long time, thirsting for all the potion.

【Not enough. Not enough.! 】

With a hoarse growl, the surrounding sharp clusters started to move again.

"Don't worry, teacher."

Anros smiled and opened his hands. Tubes after tubes of high-level healing potions were stacked in his palms, making the white skull gasp heavily.

So good, so good
Like training a dog, Anlos bent his eyes and said in a soft and devilishly bewitching voice:
"My name is Anlos Tian, ​​and I am a freshman in Raleye this year."

"Teacher, please take more care of me in the future."

At this time, how could the white skull care about this? Just like the challenge, Anros could only nod his head and agree to whatever he said.

Tubes of purple potion poured down, forming a magnificent waterfall.

When it fell on the pale and withered skin, it was immediately absorbed.

Feeling the atmosphere of riots around him gradually calming down, Anlos said sincerely from the bottom of his heart:
Thank you, Professor Armstrong.

You are such a genius.

Day two.

The difference between night and day in Raleye is to see whether the green lantern is bright and whether there is a touch of moonlight in the thick fog.

Senior George finished cleaning up, left his single room, and walked towards the lower level of the cabin.

I wonder if that "new student" survived the violent teacher.
George thought.

If he is lucky enough to survive, even if he flinches because he senses danger, it shows that he is self-aware and is not a reckless freshman.

if he died.
George narrowed his eyes, and a sneer flashed across his lips.

It just shows that he is just an idiot.

Crunch.

George held up the lantern and went down the stairs, already prepared to see Anlos in a state of embarrassment.

As for completing his task and pruning the branches for the teacher?

Oh, no need to think about it.

During the teacher's rage, even he didn't dare to get close, for fear of being skewered, let alone the newcomers who had just arrived in Raleye.

Arriving on the fourth floor, George frowned and saw a row of staggering--

Goblin?

"Hey, you lowly thing!" George kicked a goblin and said impatiently, "Where's Anlos?"

The goblin was kicked to the ground all of a sudden. George thought it was going to apologize vigorously as usual, but unexpectedly, it just pointed to the front of the corridor blankly.

As if he was frightened.

what--

George understood.

Goblins have better eyesight than humans. They must have been frightened because they saw the scene of Anlos being tragically killed by the teacher.

It turns out that he was just a man who overestimated his abilities.

Teacher Watson won't blame him, right?
George thought worriedly and kicked a goblin into the corridor. Seeing that he was not attacked, he walked down the stairs.

Crunch, crunch.

The sole of the boot stepped on a broken branch.

By the light of the lantern, George looked at the wreckage on the ground and nodded.

Sure enough, he still has some strength.

It's a pity that after all, we don't know who their R'lye teacher is.

despair.

George stepped into the dark door very cautiously.

He quickly searched for Anlos' body so that he could report it to Teacher Watson, but when he saw it, he saw a face looking at him with a smile.

For a moment, George's expression froze.

Like cheese that melts and freezes again, it takes on a funny look.

He stared into the air dumbfounded, and two seconds later, slapped himself.

The burning pain burned onto his cheek, telling him that he was not dreaming.

——Anlos is still alive.

Not only was he alive and well, but he was also sitting in the palm of a pale and withered hand, looking down at him with a smile on his face with his ice-blue eyes.

Beside him are neatly pruned branches protruding from the eye sockets.

Anlos really completed the task of "pruning the branches for the teacher".

Instead of being killed by the teacher, he calmed down the teacher's rage and became quite close to the teacher.

At least, George had never sat on the teacher's hands so "rudely" in the hundreds of years he had been staying in Laleye.

Plop.

George could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

Now, he finally knew why the goblins outside looked so frightened and stupid.

Because he must have the same expression now.

I was wrong, I thought too simply.

Anlos Tian, ​​this young man pretending to be a "new student", is definitely an extremely terrifying being who can be on an equal footing with his teacher! ! !
Anlos looked down at George in confusion.

Seeing him acting like crazy, he suddenly slapped himself in the face, then fell to the ground again, muttering in his heart:

Didn't he ask me to come?

Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?
Is there something wrong with this senior? !
(End of this chapter)